InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Blue ❯ Chapter 18 ( Chapter 18 )

 

 

Disclaimer: No I do NOT own Inuyasha…trust me I would be doing something with my life if I did…

 

 

A.N. I hope that you guys like it-and THIS IS NOT AN ALTERNATE UNIVERSE!!

 

 

Blue

 

 

Chapter 18: Time

 

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Kagome stared lifelessly out at the rows of chairs upon chairs. The auditorium that she was in was one of the most famous auditoriums in the world.

 

It was the Jano auditorium.

 

White linen cloths covered elegant tables and chairs that were spread in an organized fashion across the main floor while chairs packed into the thousands in the balconies above. Employees bustled around the auditorium, running from table to table, inspecting it crucially and checking for any last minute mistakes. The directors and sound managers tested the microphones and lights, knowing that nothing could go wrong this night.

 

Kagome sighed to herself, placing her hand on her hip and crossing her arm over her stomach.

 

This was a moment in time that would change her life forever.

 

She just hoped it was for the better.

 

Giggling brought Kagome out of her thoughts with a jerk. She looked up to the child that would forever be held in a special place in her heart.

 

“Okaa-san?” Sachiko asked innocently from one of the chairs she was sitting in.

 

Kagome looked down at her daughter from the stage, smiling with the thought of Sachiko always being the one that would stick with her through thick and thin. “Yah?” Kagome questioned with a slight raise of her eyebrow.

 

“I'll be sitting here right?” Sachiko asked her mother, pointing to the table that she was sitting at. Kagome smiled and nodded, “Yah, that's where you'll be sitting.” Sachiko smiled again at her mother, “That means that I get to watch you sing doesn't it?” Kagome laughed with a pleasant smile, “Yah, it dose.” A look of confusion suddenly crossed the little girls face. “Then who will be sitting here?” She asked her mother, pointing to the table beside her. Kagome shrugged her shoulders, “I don't know baby, probably someone who has lots and lots of money.” She replied honestly.

 

“Oh.” Sachiko mumbled to herself. “Hey, Okaa-san,” she asked again after a moment of silence. “Yes, what is it?” Kagome asked sweetly. “How long till you sing, because I'm bored.” Sachiko told her mother in a matter-of-fact tone. Kagome smiled and shrugged her shoulders, “Well they will be letting people in to find their seats in a little less than an hour and then after that they will wait about thirty minutes and then the program will begin…I'm about thirty minutes into it.”

 

“Oh, okay.” Sachiko replied, satisfied with the answer.

 

“I want you to stay at that table Sachiko, and when Im not out there then I want you to stay with Ron at the table. Understand?” Kagome asked her daughter with her motherly authority, wanting to know that she had Sachiko's word and she would not run off anywhere.

 

The last time she did that someone lost a toe…

 

Kagome sighed and shook her head. She did not need that to happen now.

 

Sachiko smiled and nodded. “I promise Okaa-san!” Sachiko yelled happily.

 

“Oh, Okaa-san?” Sachiko asked again. Kagome raised an eyebrow. “Yes?” “Well.” Sachiko said, squirming in her seat, “Are you sure Uncle Sota cant come? I really want him to come…plus I'm still bored.”

 

Kagome shook her head with a laugh, “You know that Grandma doesn't want Uncle Sota in this kind on environment yet.” Kagome told Sachiko honestly. “I know.” The little girl replied deflated. “Oh but cheer up baby!” Kagome said with another laugh. Sachiko laughed at her mother and nodded. “Okay Mommy, I will!”

 

Kagome shook her head with a smile before redirecting her attention back to the thousands of seats in front of her. She knew that Ron would be with Sachiko in a moment—he had left some time ago to use the facilities—and she knew that Sachiko was going to be safe, but something kept bugging her, eating at her innards like a parasite and making her stomach knot on itself.

 

She felt dead inside, but she didn't know why.

 

`This is something that had been long and coming Kagome. Nothing horrible is going to happen, nothing will happen to Sachiko, nothing will happen to your carrier…and nothing will happen to you.' Kagome thought, berating herself for such silly thoughts.

 

Kagome scanned her unseeing blue eyes across the auditorium that would be crowded with thousands of people, feeling what she thought to be dread beginning to creep into her heart.

 

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Inuyasha started at his reflection, not knowing what emotion he was supposed to be feeling at the moment. His gold eyes glowed in the dim lighting of his room while his silver hair shone from the outside moon peaking into his blinds. His ears twitched from their place atop his head, alerting him of every sound that was in a ten mile radius. He closed his eyes and placed his concealment spell on, opening his eyes to his human form.

 

I don't fucking need you!

 

The memory of what he did washed over him, causing him to close his eyes in a deep pain. He brought his face tiredly into his hands, blocking out all from the world except him and his memories.

 

He had said such foolish things, and had done such a foolish act.

 

Inuyasha sighed miserably into his hands.

 

If he had known that that was one of the last things that he would ever yell at her then he would have never even dreamed of uttering those five words.

 

If he had known what she had seen before the battle then all the heart ach, all the pain, all of everything could have been prevented. He knew that he shouldn't have done what he did, he should have at least told her—or even brought her with him!—but he didn't think. That was what his problem was, he never thought that he would have shattered something so innocent inside of Kagome; he never thought that he could kill her with such a simple act.

 

He had sworn that he would protect her, and in the end he was the one that had caused her the most pain.

 

That was what hurt Inuyasha the most, knowing that she could live the rest of her life hating him and he couldn't spend the rest of his life without her.

 

He needed to tell her what he should have told her centuries ago.

 

A knock at his door startled him out of his musings. He lifted his head from his hands, a new spark of determination lighting them.

 

He would have Kagome, by the end of the night she would once again be in his arms…

 

Now whether she was hog tied or not, well that was her decision.

 

Inuyasha turned from where he was standing with a new predator like gleam in his eyes as he answered his bedroom door. He raised an eyebrow at the sight that met hi, mildly surprised that his friends were already at his—okay Sesshomaru's—house.

 

“Whoa! Inuyasha! What kind of resolve did you make? You have that gleam in your eyes.” Miroku asked suspiciously, his face weary, knowing that nothing good could come out of the look in his friend's eye.

 

Inuyasha slid his eyes over to the ex-monk and smirked. Miroku faltered under the smirk and quickly placed a hand over his wife's shoulder, dragging her to stand in front of him and hiding pathetically behind her.

 

“Sango, my love, hide me!” He cried childishly from behind her back. Sango growled before rounding on her husband. “What are you, a cat demon? Miroku, grow up! It's been what—three hundred, four hundred years since I married you? How old dose that make you? Two?!” She yelled, waving her hands erratically in the air.

 

“Sango dear-” Miroku began, knowing how much she hated when he talked to her like he was; “It's been roughly around five hundred years.” Sango sighed and turned back to Inuyasha. “Too long if you ask me.” She told Miroku over her shoulder, her arms crossed defiantly across her chest. Miroku just smiled. “You know you love me.” He whispered suggestively in her ear, kissing the appendage and making her squeal in outrage.

 

“Miroku-!”

 

Gut wrenching laughter interrupted the two, reminding them that their hanyou friend was still there. The pair looked at the man with twin faces of confusion, both wondering the same thing. `Is he broken?'

 

Inuyasha laughed at his friends a little longer before looking at them intensely, the fire in his eyes shinning in mirth. “I will have that.” He told them determinately, if anything confusing them all the more. He ignored their lost expressions and made his way quickly past them and down the long elegant stairs, a small dangerous smirk making its way to his face.

 

“Inuyasha wait!” He heard, followed shortly by rushed footsteps trying to catch up to him. He smirked and quickened his steps, rewarded with an angry protest of “Hey I'm in heals!” and the satisfying sound of palm meeting flesh. “Pervert!” Inuyasha chuckled quietly to himself as he continued making his way to the main room, seeing his static brother with his arm draped lazily across his bubbly mate's shoulder and his adopted son smiling at him.

 

Sesshomaru raised an eyebrow at his brother as Sango and Miroku walked in, Miroku sporting a rather angry red print on his cheek. “Are we ready to leave?” He asked coldly. Inuyasha looked around the room before nodding, “Everyone's here.” Sesshomaru simply turned on his heal, leading himself and his mate to the car, leaving the rest to follow him. Sango and Miroku slid into the limo as Sesshomaru held the door open, excited beyond all belief that they were going to be going to such a grand event. Inuyasha made a move to get in the limousine when a hand landed on his shoulder.

 

“Don't do anything stupid, little brother.” Came the strong voice of his brother. Inuyasha smirked and turned towards his senior, “What ever makes you think that?” He asked, the mock innocence rolling in waves off his tongue. Sesshomaru simply lowered his brows. “I am telling you to not do anything stupid, imbecile.”

 

Inuyasha frowned darkly at his brother, “I will get her back. I think if you were in my position you would do the same thing.” Sesshomaru stared at his little brother blankly before a small but uncharacteristic smile graced his flawless face. “Good, then let's go.” Inuyasha smirked at his brother and slid easily into the limousine, ready for whatever fate decided to throw at him.

 

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The small group of hanyou, demon, and human stared at the exquisite stage and settings before them, some showing their awe while others searched for their table.

 

“Come on.” Inuyasha said gruffly, seeing the table that they had reserved. They made their way to one of the tables in the far front, pulling another smirk from the concealed hanyou.

 

`Right by the stage…good.' Inuyasha thought, impressed with the place so far. People and demons from around the world pilled slowly into the complex, each more extravagant than another. Waiters came by, taking everyone's order and disappearing, people talked animatedly, and Blue fans piled quickly into the balconies above, talking excitedly amongst themselves.

 

Inuyasha leaned back in his chair, watching the people around him bustle in excitement, seeing the occasional behind the scenes worker fixing a last minute mistake. His eyes slid lazily over the people sitting at tables, chatting and laughing as if they were royalty. He rolled his eyes in disdain. He just hated it when rich people tried to flaunt their money.

 

A child like laugh suddenly interrupted his musings. Inuyasha felt a gentle smile form on his lips. He couldn't remember the last time that he had heard such an innocent sound. Turning his head he looked at the other table beside him, seeing the cutest little child he could ever remember seeing. She had solid raven color hair with piercing blue eyes shinning in laughter. Inuyasha did a double take as a sudden thought struck to him.

 

Raven hair and blue eyes. Furrowing his eye brows Inuyasha stared more intently at the child.

 

She looked a great deal like Kagome.

 

Instantly he felt his gut clench in a cold fear. What if Kagome was married? He shook his head at the thought. He had been reading enough tabloids to know that she wasn't married. If she was then the stupid magazines would always be making out some sort of drama going on in her life, like divorce, abuse, affairs, and other bullshit the media strings together.

 

Inuyasha watched as the little girl laughed at smiled a bright smile that took up her face, feeling an unknown emotion bubble up in his chest. She was so innocent, so cute.

 

Inuyasha smiled and slid his eyes past her, to a man that looked oh so familiar.

 

He suddenly felt sick.

 

The man, Ron, who he had met once before was sitting by the child, chatting animatedly with her.

 

What if the child was his?

 

Inuyasha growled, that would not do. He would definitely have a talk with Kagome after this little concert.

 

`I will get some answers!' Inuyasha growled to himself.

 

Producers suddenly started running around while cameramen suddenly started propping their cameras up, readying for the opening. The orchestra held their instruments against their body's and to their mouths as the conductor raised his hands, telling everyone silently that the Jano Awards was about to begin. A hush fell over the crowd as numerous people noticed the final preparations going about.

 

A man, who one could easily tell was the main cameraman, raised his hand, counting down silently from five. The lights dimmed and music began as an announcer came on, announcing the host for the evening and introducing the Jano Awards. The crowd cheered with the opening introductions, everyone excited that the ceremony was finally beginning.

 

Inuyasha settled more comfortably into his chair as a Japanese woman came onto stage, waiting with unknown anticipation for Kagome.

 

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Kagome smiled to the people around her as they made the final preparations on her outfit. The staff backstage already knew what she looked like, and they were quite stunned. Her mask was hanging loosely off her jean loop while her shredded blue shirt hung off her shoulders in a perfect form fitting way. The different strips of blue on her shirt combined with her twisty curls hair style and the many different blue eye shadows with black eyeliner brought out the very best in her appearance, giving her the overall effect that she, along with everyone else, was going for.

 

Kagome stared at her refection in her dressing room mirror, a small smile grazing her face.

 

This was it.

 

A man with a camera came into her room, propping the heavy metal on his shoulder and smiling at the singer. “Were ready when you are Ms. Blue.” He told her kindly, calling her by the name she seemed to have adapted over the short time span of an hour. Kagome smiled at the man and nodded. “I'm as ready as I'll ever be.”

 

Standing from her plush chair she inhaled slowly, letting the air out as quickly as it came in, trying to calm her scattered nerves.

 

`This whole experience would be a hell of a lot easier if Ron was here. At least then I would have someone to pick on, but no, he has to be an ass and go with Sachiko.' Kagome thought quietly to herself, ignoring the man that was following her steadily, never faltering but a couple paces behind her.

 

Kagome walked at a steady pace to the stage, hearing her cue as the beginning of her song started. She looked back at all the people it took to keep the program going and smiled, waving and giving them all a thumbs up sign. Everyone laughed and quietly gave her a thumbs up. Breathing in Kagome continued to make her way to the stage, knowing that so far, everything was going according to plan.

 

She could only hope that it would continue that way.

 

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Inuyasha sat strait up in his chair as the woman who had been announcing all the nominations and winners of the evening suddenly smiled brightly.

 

“Now I know that most of the people in here are not here to watch all the boring nominations and such.” She, if possible, smiled wider. “And now, I am proud to introduce the now maskless Blue!” As soon as the words left her mouth the area lit up in an uproar of screaming fans. Inuyasha looked back at the balcony, happy that he wasn't in that crowed this time around.

 

The stage lit up in an array of blue while a large projection screen showed—what Inuyasha assumed—live feed.

 

A pair of jean clad hips walked with a certain sway as they made they way from backstage to the stage. The camera showed what it was like from Kagome's point of view as she made her way from backstage to the stage entrance. She smirked to herself as she walked onto the stage, her face hidden by her lowered head. The camera following her stopped as she stepped far enough on stage for everyone to see her, rewarded with a renewed vigor of uproar from her fans.

 

Her smirk grew wider as she made her way to the microphone, knowing—without looking up—how to get to the object.

 

A single light formed on her and she looked up with a smile, almost going deaf as the sound increased in power. She let her eyes roam over the crowd, or at least giving them the impression she was. `I don't know what's worse.' Kagome thought to herself, `Being blind or deaf. Both of which I am!' She squinted against the light, looking at the balcony filled with screaming fans and smiled, waving at them just to hear them go even crazier. She stood silently for a long time, trying to quiet the dieing people down.

 

When she could finally hear herself think Kagome smiled again. “Hello.” She said experimentally into the microphone, laughing to herself as the crowd went wild again. Deciding that she couldn't wait until their throats were hoarse, Kagome went on, regardless if people could hear her or not. “I think I'm gonna try to do my job now.” She told the audience with a laugh.

 

The lights dimmed again and Kagome took the microphone out of its stand, starting her routine when the music started.

 

Inuyasha smirked at the reaction Kagome got as she walked out on stage, only expecting the best for her. He slid his eyes over to Miroku and Sango, seeing their shocked expressions. “Inuyasha why didn't you tell me!” Miroku yelled from across the table to the hanyou, now understanding why he was so nonchalant over one of their previous conversations.

 

Inuyasha just shrugged, “Well because I wanted to surprise you.” Sango looked over at the hanyou, fire burning in her eyes. “You little shit!” She yelled at him, knowing that no one else was going to hear her. The sound of the crowd behind them was so overpowering. Turning to Shippo, who was sitting on Inuyasha's left, she growled at him. “You knew too?” She demanded rather than asked. Shippo squeaked and hid behind one of Inuyasha's arms. Inuyasha yanked his arm back and turned to the angered woman.

 

“Watch the show!” He yelled at them with a smirk, reminding them why they were even here. Sango glared at him darkly before redirecting her attention to Kagome, “This isn't over yet!” She warned him darkly out of the corner of her eye.

 

Inuyasha turned to Kagome's performance, watching as she sung perfectly while twisting and turning her body in very sensual movements. He found a lump work its way into his throat as she did a particular move with her legs, remembering a time when they were wrapped tightly around his hips.

 

The song ended abruptly, the lights shooting into the air and the crowd going wild.

 

When the stage relit Kagome was gone.

 

The same announcer came back onto the stage. “And that was Blue!” She yelled into the microphone, causing the crowd to—once again—go insane.

 

The rest of the program went on and Inuyasha found himself growing sick of it. Just as his eyes were about to slide shut someone bumped into the back of his chair, he turned his head, ready to chew the person out, and found his very voice freeze in his throat as it knotted into itself painfully. He watched with stunned eyes as Kagome walked past him, mumbling a small sorry and sitting herself in one of the empty seats at the table next to him, the one with the little girl. He gapped like a fish at the sight, finding the air suddenly too thin to breath.

 

He watched as the object of his every desire sat only at arms length away.

 

Looking back at his friends he saw their same stunned reactions. “Oh my god!” Sango whispered fiercely, smacking Miroku with the back of her hand in astonishment. “Oh my god.” Miroku answered, his wide eyes staring at the figure of his friend, who until recently was dead.

 

Inuyasha stared at the woman, watching her as she interacted like a mother with the child.

 

Feeling his gut clench painfully Inuyasha turned his attention to his nose, scenting out Kagome and focusing on her smell. At first all he smelt was her usually, but quite refreshing, smell of the strawberry shampoo she still seemed to use. Furrowing his eyebrows and closing his eyes he tried harder.

 

His eyes snapped open a moment later as emotions of every kind flooded his senses

 

Kagome did have the underlining sent every mother had.

 

She had his scent still on her.

 

She even had that child's scent on her.

 

And she had nothing else.

 

Realization dawned on Inuyasha's face. He gripped the chair her was sitting in tightly.

 

There were no other scents.

 

He was the child's father.

 

Inuyasha breathed in a ragged breath, trying to find his bearings.

 

He was the child's father.

 

Inuyasha's knuckles became white as his fingers began digging into the chair.

 

`Oh god.' He thought franticly, eyes wide with his face pale and hands clammy.

 

Sliding his eyes franticly over the child he spotted what confirmed everything.

 

The concealment spell hanging innocently from her neck.

 

Inuyasha shifted his eyes to his brother, seeing him staring at him with a certain intensity. Shippo laid an arm on his adopted fathers arm. “What are you going to do?” He asked quietly, not knowing how far or close Inuyasha was to off the edge.

 

Inuyasha growled and watched as mother and daughter played quietly at the table.

 

“What I should have done centuries ago.”

 

Shippo looked at him with a grim face before turning back to the show slowly, not knowing if he could do anything to comfort the hanyou.

 

The program finished unknown to the hanyou as he stared with eyes shifting from gold to violet, trying hard to keep his concealment spell in place. As everyone began standing to leave he turned his attention to the people at his table for a split second before shifting back to Kagome.

 

“You guys go ahead, I'll meet y'all later.” He told them, his eyes never straying as he watched Kagome stand from her table.

 

Shippo looked uncertainly at his father. “Are you sure?” He asked hesitantly. Inuyasha growled. “Go.” He demanded, not waiting for a reply as Kagome walked away from her table, following her from a safe distance.

 

Shippo sighed to himself. “I hope he knows what he's doing.” He whispered quietly.

 

“He knows.” Shippo looked up, shocked to see Sesshomaru standing up for his brother. “He may be stupid, but he only has one chance. This is by far the smartest thing he's ever done.” Sesshomaru told Shippo.

 

The static demon turned towards his mate. “Come my dear, we shall leave my little brother to fix his foolish mistakes by himself.” Rin giggled and nodded her head, looping her arm merrily with his own. “Okay!”

 

Miroku and Sango watched as Inuyasha disappeared from sight before turning to Shippo. “Sesshomaru's right you know.” Miroku told the fox, “This is what Inuyasha needs to do. For all of us, and especially him, I hope he comes home with more than himself.” A moment of silence followed that statement and Sango turned to Shippo, “He's doing the right thing, you know?” She told him, trying to ease his fears.

 

Shippo turned to the two before looking back over his shoulder.

 

“I hope so.” He mumbled to himself. “I really hope so.”

 

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A.N. I know it's short, and horribly later, but bare with me, the next chapter shall be good…I just could not get this chapter out right for the life of me…Well tell me what you guys think! I really do take your review into consideration!